"Get up yaaa, hearing songs the whole night will only result in this"
I could hear this echo in my ears. My whole body was numb, totally unable to perceive the senses of hearing, which my mom was hurling at me.
I am a GIRL.
A girl of 15 years.
It's 2 and a HALF years I have been an ARMY.
NOT AN ARMY (MILITARY) but A BTS FAN, ARMY.
My journey of becoming an ARMY is just like others,
Hearing songs, streaming BTS videos, buying BTS merches, seeing CRACKHEAD VIDEOS OF THEM, going to see BTS movies, and fangirling over them very hard.
But,
Our ARMY stories are a bit different.
Not often known to you.
It includes the vices suffering, pain, negect, depression, hatred and finally
Racial discrimination.
If you are a ARMY who is reading my story, you should be proud of yourself. You are an ANGEL.
And if you are not an ARMY, please don't be a hater. You should get inspired from the sufferings an ARMY goes through.
Being an ARMY is not only something funny or interesting.
It includes a lot of patience and suffering.
Respect BTS
Respect ARMYs
Cauz we never walk alone
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